sleepy bois inc oneshots

just killed a tommy, feeling good

angst requested by yesspud
tw: death, battle(?)

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third pov

techno coughed up blood as his opponent brought #4him to his knees. his hand unclenched his diamond sword that was littered with dirt and blood. his opponent placed the tip of their sword to technos chin and lifted his head to make him look at them. they smirked and crouched down to his level. they pressed the sword into his neck and he struggled to supress a cough.
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tommy, phil, wilbur, and tubbo were riding as fast as they could to where techno told them he was. phil checked the coordinates. his wings fluttered and tensed. "we're close." phil strained his eyes to see in front of them and saw the two figures of techno and his powerful opponent. his eyes widened. "hes there!" wilburs eyes furrowed and his anxiety worsened. they all watched as phil leaped off his horse and flew ahead.

when they all got to where they could see the two well, tommy shouted. "techno!" the opponents head turned sharply at tommy. they frowned, but it quickly turned into a wicked grin. they pressed the tip of the sword deeper into technos chin. the blood trickling down his neck and the wince on his face was visible to all of them. the opponent swiftly cut the sword against his chin, drawing a line of blood, and raised it. their eyes widened. phil opened his wings and dived straight for the opponent. wilbur glared and helped phil. tommy and tubbo quickly ran to technos side. tubbo put a gentle hand on his chest and made him lay down, then began to heal him. tommy grabbed his older brothers hand and shakily sighed. techno looked at him and smiled weakly. "they nearly beat me." techno whispered. tommys eyebrows furrowed into a contemplative expression. "so, theyre stronger than you?" he asked. techno coughed and nodded. tommy sighed and turned his head around to look at thr fight.

phil had the opponent trapped on the ground, face on the ground, hands behind their back. wilbur was making sure the opponent couldnt pick their face up by shoving his foot on top of their head. it seemed like they were all relaxed for now. the opponent took a good look at how techno was talking to tommy. they took note that not only was he one of the youngest ones there, he seemed to be loved by techno. they smirked and sighed, relaxing their body. when techno was mostly healed, he cleaned the blood off of himself and stood, tubbo and tommy at his sides. phil gave him a soft smile. "its good to see that youre alright, techno." techno gave him a knowing grin and sighed. "feels pretty good, too." he winked. wilbur took his foot off of the enemy's head and crouched down to meet their eyes. "so, whyd you decide you wanted to attack our technoblade?" he asked, menacingly.

the enemy shrugged and gave him a sly smirk. wilburs facial expression didnt change and he only scraped a dagger across their face. they flinched and winced, only serving to make wilbur smile. wilbur backed away and went to talk to techno. tubbo glanced at tommy and saw that he was glaring at the enemy that attacked techno. "hey, techno is okay and phil has them pinned down. theres no way anything can happen now." he reassured. tommy nodded and gave him a toothy grin. "yeah, i know. thanks, tubbo." tubbo smiled and gave tommy a big hug, which tommy returned.

it had been a couple days since techno had gotten attacked. tommy was still on edge but he was getting less protective of techno. the sleepy family decided to go out for a family walk. tommy groaned and shook his head. "what if they come back and attack techno again?!" he yelled. techno sighed and put a reassuring hand on his younger brothers shoulder. "ill be fine, nerd. youre overreacting." he said, smiling. tommy sighed and gave him a small smile. "whatever, big man."

when they arrived at a park, technos ears perked up and he ran towards the swings. when the others walked over, they saw the childlike grin plastered all over his face, and his ears were up. he was really happy. "well, it seems like the oldest is becoming a child again." wilbur joked. techno looked up at him and rolled his eyes. "shut up, music man. i havent been on one of these in so long." techno spat, teasingly, but truthful of the end. "wait, really?" phil asked. techno nodded. none of them but techno heard a rustling behind them in a bush, and one of his ears flicked. this caused tommy to become curious. "what did you hear?" he asked. techno shrugged. "just some bushes." this made tommys anxiety shoot through the roof. "we should really get back." phil looked at tommy curiously, but also worriedly. "tommy, are you okay? we just got here." wilbur narrowed his eyes at phil. "hes paranoid about the techno attack." tommys face flushed red in embarrasment. "well, what if its them? techno is still hurt!" techno gave him a worried expression. "its only a hurt leg. its not fatal."

another rustle, but it was heard by all of them. techno looked around. "wait now im paranoid." phil nodded and extended his wings to protect all of them. phil beckoned the oldest child to come over. techno swallowed and quickly obliged. techno pulled tommy behind him so now the youngest was sandwiched between techno and phils wing. tommy groaned and shoved phils wing from out behind him and backed away. "maybe i am being paranoid and theres nothing here, but that doesnt mean you have to baby me!" he exclaimed. technos ear flicked and in a panicked voice, said, "tommy, we didnt mean to baby you, but i seriously think there is someone out here." tommy was going to say something to go against him, but he heard the panic in his oldest brothers voice. "you really believe m-"

tommys eyes widened. he felt something in his chest. he wanted to look down, but he couldnt. he tried to move his arms, but he couldnt. he could only move his eyes. he saw phils shocked and mortified expression. he saw wilburs sad, surprised eyes behind his hands clasped on his mouth. then, he turned his eyes to techno. his eyes were widened with fear and guilt. his mouth was agape, sharp teeth glistening in the moonlight. he had tears in his eyes. they all did. tommy hesrd something rustle behind him, but he brushed it off. he saw techno rush to his side as he felt his knees buckle. he was caught by pinkish calloused hands. he saw technos red eyes glistening with unshed tears. his cheeks were littered with stray tears and had a tint of red from the cold and from crying. the younger felt himself be pushed against a pink sweater. his eyes began to close. it was so comfortable-

"TOMMY!" he could hear again, and the cry of his name jerked his eyes back open. he looked around. what was happening? he tried to get up, but he was being held against the comfortable pink fabric. he used his remaining strength to clench technos sweater as he realized.

he was dying. he had gotten shot with a poisonous arrow. in his heart. how was he not dead yet? techno finally put tommys almost dead body on the ground. techno desperately turned his head to look up at phil. "p-phil, ple-ase d-do s-somethi-ng-" he pleaded, hiccuping and stuttering in between his words. phil was quick to look at wilbur, who was quick to get the message. the middle child carefully picked techno up bridal style. wilbur sniffled as tears rolled down his face, and he looked at techno. his hands were covering his face as he quietly sobbed. his older brother was shaking, and frankly he was quite shocked to see the pig hybrid so vulnerable. it was rare for techno to show his weak side. he and techno had seen each other weak, mostly it being techno seeing wilbur crying amnd sad. wilbur had only seen techno like this once, and it wasnt as bad as this. he shakily sighed and sat down, holding techno as he sobbed quietly into his yellow sweater.

wilbur quickly looked up at phil who had gasped. techno looked at him, his bresthing getting faster. "what happened?" wilbur asked. phil looked at him and then at techno, then back at wilbur.

he shook his head.

techno slapped his hands over his mouth and squeezed his eyes shut. his breathing was unbelievably uneven and heavy. he felt wilbur shaking so he wrapped his arms around wilbur.

wilbur held techno tighter and cried into his shoulder. he hiccuped and sobbed loudly.

phil sighed shakily and tried his best to keep himself together. but, alas, it didnt work. he fell to his knees and held the dead body of his youngest son. one of his beloved kids, was dead. he made his way slowly over to his two living kids and kneeled down and joined the hug.

tommy was gone. and there was nothing any of them could do about it.

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He's gone.